Con Witch Sneak Peek
Paid subscribers are invited to a special Zoom call on Feb. 15th for an exclusive look at my new true crime podcast about a fraudster targeting vulnerable women in Maine and beyond.
I want to give you a heads-up about Fake Shaman and tell you about the opportunity for behind-the-scenes and ad-free access to the craziest story I’ve ever covered. Premiering in March, Fake Shaman is the true tale of a 37-year-old white woman from Connecticut claiming to be an indigenously-trained shaman, who came to Maine with dollar signs in her eyes and psychedelic mushrooms in her Coach bag.
Also, she has a blue stuffed dino named Rex that she uses in her weird magic.
(Paid subscribers are invited to a special Zoom call on Feb 15th that’s guaranteed to be a fun and chakra-opening experience. Watch your inbox on Friday, Feb. 13 — the 58th anniversary of my birth — for the special secret link. Don’t wanna commit to a subscription? Pay $20 for per diem access. DM for deets.)
This fake shaman came to my attention after her “shamanic mentorship program” imploded last summer in a bougie-barn in the York County town of Lyman.
On the fourth night of the mentorship’s retreat, the fake shaman launched into a black magic solstice ritual fueled by ayahuasca, psilocybin ‘shrooms, tequila, flower essences, a little bit of weed and a brooding emo-Spotify playlist. Her goal: to birth a dark entity from beyond the veil, using the power of her cornucopia of plant medicines, hypnotism and orgasm.
Spoiler alert: the sex magic didn’t work. Not only did she alienate her mentees into abandoning her mentorship, it appears — at least under Maine law — that she allegedly committed gross sexual assault. Fake Shaman is a ten-episode investigation into the history and actions of this con-witch and her evil habit of preying on vulnerable people in Maine and beyond.
Over the last eight months, I’ve done a deep dive on this predatory woman selling mind-altering drug experiences to victims of trauma for thousands of dollars, supposedly to heal the trauma and bring solace to the client. As part of her marketing sales pitch, she claimed to have spent the last 15 years training in the traditions of five separate shamanic lineages: Columbian, Brazilian, Mexican, Hawaiian and Siberian.
The reality: she’s a former life and business coach who magically morphed into a shaman after a week-long vacation in late February 2021 at “Rythmia” in Costa Rica. Rythmia, known as the Disneyland of ayahuasca resorts, is the place where this fake shaman claimed a psychedelic ceremony cured her then-3-year-old daughter’s autism…a kid who was thousands of miles away from the ayahuasca resort.
Thanks to dozens of hours of secret tapes, scores of documents, court files, insider stories and in-depth interviews, along with a giant treasure trove of supporting evidence gathered from the dustbins and forgotten corners of the internet, I’ve been able to prove — beyond a doubt — that this woman is a serial con artist and a sexual predator.
Throughout Fake Shaman, you’ll hear the voices and stories of multiple women, from Maine to Georgia to Wisconsin to Florida who fell prey to the smooth talk and big promises of this charlatan. A fake shaman who, as of today, is seeking bankruptcy protection, due to financial shenanigans connected to her failed social media platform geared towards aligned New Agers.
Via Fake Shaman, you’ll be able to come along for the journey as I explain to my podcast sidekick — my niece “Alice” — all the dirt I’ve discovered about this fraudulent woman. Also during the podcast, “Alice” gets a “Crash Course in Investigative Journalism,” as I teach her (and listeners) various tricks, hacks and open source intel gathering techniques I use while researching baddies like the aforementioned con witch. These methods, btw, translate well into investigating folks YOU might find suspicious.
Why is my 47-year-old niece co-hosting the Fake Shaman podcast? Because she’s the one who told me about this shyster. Last year, “Alice” fell for the shaman’s spiel and paid $4,500 to join the shamanic mentorship. But then the big freaky magic reveal — and alleged sexual assault — during the Lyman retreat boggled her mind and her sense of morality. So “Alice” left in disgust and anger. She felt betrayed by a woman she’d grown to trust, admire and viewed as an inspiration, only to discover her guru was nothing but a pervy liar.
Fake Shaman is coming out in March, but if you want early access, ad free and bonus content, make sure you’re a paid subscriber to The Crash Report.
Anyone who is a paid sub on or before Feb 15th is invited to a special Zoom call for an exclusive live sneak peak into the whole shebang, including a crash course in debunking a fake shaman, a Q & A, plus a song or two by our musical guest, Grammy-winning songwriter and poet Dave Gutter.
So, if you’re not already, become paid subscriber NOW to get the whole damn story AND attend the special Zoom call, plus receive bonus content that delves deep into some pretty crazy rabbit holes connected to shamanism, plant medicine and other multi-dimensional activities, including an exploration into the life and times of Rex, the stuffed animal empowered with magic by the fake shaman.
In the photo below, you’ll see the fake shaman administering hapé, a sort of Amazonian snuff (made from wild tobacco, tree bark, cinnamon, cedar and other ingredients) to the stuffed dino. The fake shaman is using a tepi, a sort of double-ended blowpipe to serve the snuff to the stuffie.
This photo, btw, is from a special ceremony hours before the shaman’s mentorship program actually collapsed. Which is ironic, because Rex was supposed to protect the group from dark entities while preventing the property owner’s rich dad from interfering in the black magic rituals.
Like I said, a crazy story.
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After successfully "curing" the autism my three year old daughter was suffering from I might have dipped my toe in the water a second time to help me with my morbid obesity (perhaps hooking me up with some GLP-1 medications), but hey, to each his own.